Baptism by FireA Poem by Michael G. SmithWalking blindly into LoveWithout ash shall thee
Fair Lady, forsake what hath passed
Manifestation in its touch
Where no spoken word is needing
Or swallowed butterflies wild
And Spring will nevermore
To the bells Let them ring
And when These wills are aligned
Then the temporal Exhales echoes From out of the shadows Beneath bed of roses © 2013 Michael G. SmithReviews
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